The second the light flickered Carson froze, one eyebrow arching as he watched Dee shift and sit up. He was half tempted to say maybe she should just shut her eyes and keep sleeping, but instead he shot Poison a prompting look before shuffling up onto his knees and dropping his elbows onto the side of the bed so he could look at her properly.
"Yeah," he said, resting his chin on his knuckles. "One hell of a dream. You okay?"
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"Yeah," he said, resting his chin on his knuckles. "One hell of a dream. You okay?"